Nirvana

Head-banging til I lose my blood within my head 

Refusing the thought of having my own babe fed 

guitar strings shriek and yell , under the battered shed 

Splattered in the such abundant acne ,

 the shade of red, I can NOT believe that m**********r is dead!

Reviews

[Robert Tusitala O'Neill]

Rock on, little wing, I am so glad to pay homage to this band with you!! They were MINE, as much as anyone's when they were new, and I am still as shocked he is gone as the day I heard. Sorry to be a conspiracy theorist, but his wife has acted guilty since the day it happened (and before). I personally believe Tom Grant. Courtney wasn't there, but she made sure someone was...The same someone who placed his wallet and drug container next to his body, neatly packed away...Not the act of a person who had several times a lethal dose in his system...A dose that would have killed a person twice his size and left them with a needle sticking out of their arm -had they been ALONE. How was it his hair was so combed, despite a gaping wound to the back of the head? Why did Courtney have to call an electrician to check that room above the garage, after hiring a private investigator to search all the other rooms of the house -telling him specifically to skip the garage? Why did she have all her friends and family sign gag orders requiring them to stay silent on the matter? Why did the bass player for her band Hole end up dead within months -with her house all packed up in a UHaul in her driveway? How many more signs have to point to Courtney before charges are leveled against her? Even her own daughter suspects.

Okay, enough about that! This is pure kick-a*s rock poetry!! I love that you don't shy away from citing gross neglect as an attribute of the rock and roll lifestyle. This just reeks of rock like a yeasty festival goer who has been sleeping in a tent for a week and partying every night, watching band after band each day! You get it, and I really like how you capture it without sanitizing.

[Saddam]

Don't use dear abusive language in your lovely poem....It is for your angry baby...

[Robert Tusitala O'Neill]

Say, Ssadd, I think you are missing the attitude that she is conveying in this piece. It isn't meant to speak of abuse, but of the honest state of many a concert goer. So many people follow bands, spend all their money to see them. Saying babies are left unfed is a not meant as a serious statement about abuse, but as an honest and accurate depiction of the rock and roll lifestyle many people really lead. I have known more than one person who used drugs and followed bands and made THAT their lives. I don't support it, but it certainly is not something this poetry fails to convey accurately. I think that is the beauty of it; It sums up a whole piece of humanity fairly well. I also am not trying to judge those people though, not all of them are terrible people...They just may be lost in the music for a time, and the idea they forget all their responsibilities can also be freeing (if a little worrisome). This poem says all of that. There may be more than you have seen to it.